Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

Chris observed the little thing and her nose wrinkled a couple of times, as the personal maids of the princess they all had some formation in how to treat wounds, poisoning and the like, so it wasn’t hard for her to guess the functionality of the liquid previously contained in it.

“This an antidote…”, mumbled Chris with an ash-death expression on her face.

The first princess was the same, she didn’t speak, in fact Daimon hasn’t heard her saying a word since they met, but the pain and sadness in her eyes made obvious what she was feeling right now.

“We don’t have time to lose here”, said Daimon as he got up and then pointed Disaster’s edge at Amira’s neck.

“You have seen what this sword can do, now tell me everythng you know or die a horrible death, your choice”.

Amira’s body trembled, she saw what that sword did to Joshua, she had no doubt that it was a horrible way to die, her pupils contracted like needles as she saw the edge of the black sword approaching her neck and she immediately shouted.

“W-Wait, we don’t know anything important, also if we were to talk about it we’ll die due to a contract!”.

Daimon raised an eyebrow, the fear of death made Amira lose her control, she actually peed herself, but he didn’t pay too much attention to that, he instead nodded before saying.

“Then you are useless”, Daimon moved his hand to swing his sword at her and Amira retorted her body to see Daphne directly at her eyes.

“Young miss, Chris save me! this guy is a maniac, we were forced, we are friends!”, she shouted with a pretty convincible hurt and sad expression on her face.

Chris clenched her fists, a part of her believed her friend, making her want to stand up to the silver haired youth, though she knew she had no chance at all, she was the oldest one and she promised that if the day came, she will die before them.

Daimon shook his head; he used Disaster to cut a piece of the blouse of Amira which covered the left side of her waist.

“I told you, these salon tricks won’t work on me”, he said as he took a little capsule which was still attached to her skin.

He threw it at Chris once again, and just by smelling it her eyes got teary and a sad expression unwillingly appeared on her face.

“Woe Potion”, said Chris, as she threw the capsule to the ground, it was a potion which allowed someone to look miserable, sad and hurt over something, something that could trick anyone below the Half Emperor realm, as it was refined using the suffering of others, which of course was a forbidden practice punishable with death in the Clear Water kingdom

Amira finally couldn’t hold it anymore, none of her life-saving measures worked and knowing her death was inevitable she gave Daimon a poisonous gaze

“You will ro… aghhh!”, she couldn’t finish her sentence before Daimon stabbed Disaster in the center of her back, right behind her stomach.

“You talk too much”, snorted Daimon as Amira became a dry mummy before it turned into dust, that disappeared a second later.

Chris opened her mouth as she saw Amira being killed, but words didn’t come out, she only came out of her daze when she felt someone tugging her right sleeve.

She turned to see the first princess, just to see her pointing at Daimon, who was walking towards the other two maids, who were retorting on the ground and screaming trying their best hoping that maybe they would somehow able to escape from Karmandi’s mana pressure and run for their lives.

Needless to say but it wasn’t working and when they felt Daimon’s presence behind them, both of them paled and immediately shouted.

“W-Wait, we’ll do whatever you want, please spare our lives!”, this time they didn’t even try to appeal to Daphne or Chris, but they did so directly to Daimon, they even swayed their hips in a try to sound convincing.

The Risha sisters softly snorted while Aisha giggled.

‘Shameless bitches’, they thought.

Daimon shook his head, not to mention he didn’t find these girls attracting, even if they were the beauties, their hearts were rotten, they were the type of people who Daimon hated the most, ungrateful traitors.

While Daimon isn’t a saint, he will never repay kindness with betrayal, and he will never forgive a traitor, though he didn’t know why he felt such a strong aversion against traitors, considering he never suffered from it.

He was victim of having an asshole father… in his two lives so far, and yet for his father back at earth he forgot about him a long time ago, he got what he deserved and he decided to treat it like a pebble in his path nothing more.

As for Isaac what he hated wasn’t him being discarded or never considered family from the Naktis to begin with which was probably the case, so he didn’t consider them as traitors, since all along he knew they weren’t his family to begin with, but the fact that his actions led to his beloved Aisha’s death, is something he will never forget.

Sure, he was able to bring her back, but what where the odds of it, if he didn’t awaken as a system user, he would have lost something irreplaceable in that mountain years ago, that’s what he was unable to forgive the Naktis for.

Through the years Daimon managed to sort and limit his burning hatred for the Naktis to just the ones that caused the previous, it was the girls the ones that soothed his heart and prevented him from getting swayed by hatred.

And now he has discovered something he hates in a similar proportion, which is betrayal.

‘I guess no one likes betrayal’, thought Daimon as he proposed himself to stab Disaster down on the head of Nadia, unlike Amira he decided to let them off the hook faster, in the mean that they will die on the spot instead of experiencing their vitality and mana abandoning their bodies before they descended into the eternal darkness.

“Wait!”, Chris who got up and walked until she was standing in front of Daimon, made him frown.

Chris could feel the interrogative gaze of the silver haired youth on her and she couldn’t help but unconsciously shiver, those violet amethyst eyes were like blackholes which dragged one’s soul into it.

This wasn’t something derived from personal power, as she has been in the presence of the king, the Trident Marshal, the ancestor of the royal family and the mother of Daphne, all strong cultivators at least in the Half Stellar realm, and yet she never felt so intimidated in her life so far.

Still, the maid Chris closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then slightly bowed her head as she said.

“The first princess asks if it’s possible to take those two as prisoners… we can interrogate them later after all”.

After a second which seemed like an eternity for Chris, the unwavering voice of Daimon made her speechless.

“No”.

Chris straightened her position and then as calm as possible she asked.

“Why is that… you are so strong that bringing two hostages wouldn’t affect you at all, not to mention you took that Skelefiend and those magic beasts as prisoners?”.

Daimon nodded in response.

“There is a difference, these three had admitted they don’t know anything important, and they are under a contract of some kind so they can’t reveal the small information they have anyway”.

Daimon then pointed at Miserius and the Bottom Shredders as he added.

“You can see the state in which I took them in as prisoners, and when they answer to what I want which I can assure you they will, it will be their end, so I didn’t forgive their lives, I merely conceded them a small extension, I bet by the time I finish they will beg for death, the offer I gave these three was the same”.

He had to take more time with Miserius and the Bottom Shredders because they were harder to deal with, but these three maids were easy to suppress so there was no need to waste time with them, the result would be the same.

Daimon ignored Chris for a moment and then looked at the first princess who was silently gazing at him, with those expressive eyes of hers.

“I don’t pretend to tell you I know how you feel, I understand you considered them part of your family and I respect that, but they never thought of you like that, since the moment they opened their mouths all what they said were lies”.

“With how things are all my attention is focused in taking my companions out of this place safe and sound, and I don’t have time to babysit traitors, a painless death is the only mercy they’ll get from me”.

“I came to lend a hand because I needed a Skelefiend to interrogate… and because Mellie asked me to do it, the situations aligned so I didn’t mind, but whether you decide to come with us or not, I will kill these two because I’m not naïve enough to believe they won’t stab us in the back if I let them live”.

Daimon is a firm believer of not letting witnesses, forgiving a death enemy is just asking to be bitten in the ass later on, of course if he could put a leash on them things changed, unfortunately his terror contractor skill and soul contracts didn’t work here.

Daphne seemed to be lost on her thoughts for a moment, different emotions flashed through her eyes, until she clumsily stood up, it was obvious she was still too affected after having given her all in her previous battle, in fact it was praise-worthy that she was still conscious at this point.

Chris tried to help her, but Daphne stopped her from doing so, she with her still trembling legs slowly approached Daimon, until she was only a few centimeters away from him.

This was the first time Daimon saw her up-close and he noticed something that he previously overlooked, she had a small cross scar in her pale neck, which was hidden by a necklace she was wearing.

He only noticed it, because after the chaos of the battle her clothes and accessories were a bit messy, that also explained why she didn’t speak, it’s not that she didn’t want to… she couldn’t.

After looking at Daimon directly into his eyes, Daphne placed her hands on Disaster’s hilt and then she nodded at him, to Chris’s disbelief.

Daimon raised an eyebrow, but he then understood what she meant, since they were her friends who betrayed them, she wanted to be the one to put an end to them, it was her way to cut them out of her life.

‘What a strange girl… but she’s got guts’, thought Daimon as he stabbed downwards killing Nadia on the spot, as he promised her death immediate, she didn’t have time to feel pain, the same applied to Pamela and only after that, the first princess’s eyes closed, her fatigue finally got her.

The maid Chris supported Daphne to prevent her from falling, her mind was a disaster right now but she didn’t say anything, with the recent actions and words of the silver haired youth, she realized he wasn’t the disciple of the Trident Marshal.

Or he would have listened to the request of the first princess, even if it was just an excuse to forgive the lives of Nadia and Pamela, but the silver haired youth didn’t flinch at all.

“We are leaving now, if you come with us you won’t be able to leave until we are out of this place, if you can’t accept those conditions feel free to leave”, said Daimon as he walked towards Neal, Aisha and the Risha sisters followed him instantly, surprisingly Jasmine did too, she didn’t even seem to be uncomfortable with Daimon killing the maids.

Mellie inwardly sighed before saying.

“I hope you can come, I used to play with Daphne when we were kids and I know for a fact she is a good person, just like auntie Valas… but Gabriel is right, whoever is behind this has investigated us at a personal level, with the goal to exploit our weaknesses, alone we don’t stand a chance, but since the moment I met Gabriel he ha led us to victory, he worries about the group and I’m willing to bet my life that he wouldn’t betray nor abandon us, think about it”.

After saying that Mellie also followed Daimon and the others, this time the girls all rode on top of Neal, the tunnel was already created so the centipede will take less time to return to the cave, and the other magic beasts were more tired which reduced their speed.

The Risha sisters sat at Daimon’s left side, while Aisha was clinging to his right arm, Jasmine sat behind him, at the left side, leaving a free space which Mellie took.